Nov 7, 2025
Shout out to folks with Body Dysmorphic Disorder!
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Shout out to folks with Body Dysmorphic Disorder!
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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Série Illusions, photo photo et peinture par Flore Prébay
Flore Prébay nous emporte dans les nuances colorées d’Illusion, une série remarquée par le prix Picto de la mode où la photographie croise la peinture pour multiplier les couches, creuser les formes et tordre ses modèles – une manière pour l’artiste de nous plonger en plein cœur du sujet qu’elle aborde : la dysmorphophobie. Un trouble affectant la façon dont les personnes qui en souffrent voient leur propre corps.
omgh
so I gained my weight back and I need to go to the gym asap
my confession (I wish I didn't have social anxiety)
French post!
Bonjour, après avoir reçu mon imprimante j'ai rush pour créer une brochure sur mes personnages! Elle sera disponible aussi digitalement en français.
I'll try to translate it for english speaking folks :)
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
I don't want to be with people, I don't want to talk to people, I don't want to be around people BUT LIFE HAPPENS WHERE THE PEOPLE ARE. IN ORDER TO HAVE EXPERIENCES AND FUN AND LEARN YOU GOTTA BE WHERE THE PEOPLE ARE AND I HATE IT
it's so hard to deal with dysmorphophobia as a fictive. i shouldn't look like that? it's a nice body it's just... shouldn't be mine? i feel deep disgust in how i look and i wish mirrors never existed. i just want this feeling to stop but it's just... i hate it. i know how to fix this problem but it was hard for our host to get out of E/D way of thinking back then and i'm afraid it'll return because of me.
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What living with dysmorphophobia means for me:
- Crisis at the ass crack of day because I feel ugly in all the 287383 stupid clothes I own
- (Super combo) Hiding is baggy clothes + wearing revealing shit on parts of my body i deem acceptable, feeling ridiculous whatever i choose
- Hyper fixating on all the shit I could do to improve that perceived flaw (not ever doing anything about it thanks to that sweet sweet depression coming with the whole package)
- Knowing... Yes KNOWING this is only a PERCEIVED flaw and still fucking suffering from it
- Refusing to go out with friends 'cause I feel disgusting (of course nothing's actually wrong)
- Avoiding mirrors (or any reflective surface) like plague while staying in front of one for too much time every time I need to go out
- Tried to see a therapist about this shit: she asked me why I didn't think getting catcalled in the street was a compliment and a confirmation nothing was actually wrong with me (I do know nothing's actually wrong, it's in my head that's why I need you, a therapist, dipshit) never tried to see another, though I'm still convinced it could help
- Can't fucking sit in public without aggravating the way I perceive my flaw (hiding it even in private by having a blanket/cushion on my lap at any given time)
- Absolutely no picture, this is the worst trigger and will send me spiralling for hours/days (too bad I'd love to have traces and memories of the time I spend with my couple friends, that's just not for me I guess). Any selfie i ever saved and shared took my hours and hundreds of tries.
- This has been going on for years lmao, like idk 20years or so?
Putting a name on my dysmorphophobia really helped with coping on a daily basis. When I feel like crying because no clothes work even though I've attempted to wear something I usually like well enough, I can tell myself this is the dysmorphophobia talking and it eases the sting a little bit. It's still there though. As you might have guessed, today was bad and I'm writing this in the hopes of convincing myself to go outside to a basic appointment I'm so tempted to postpone. Maybe I should cut myself some slack and stay home, maybe.
Anyway if you suffer from something like that, don't wait 20 fucking years to do something about it, it won't go away.